Huo Yunxi still feels annoyed with his careless attitude. "You can hate, you can be angry, but forcing her to marry you, just can't!"

"Where can't you? But because she is the woman you like, if you are another woman, would you care so much?"

Huo Yunxiao said lazily, reaching into his trouser pocket and taking out the smoke and lighter.

Huo Wei said coldly, "No matter who you are, you choose this kind of revenge, it is too naive!"

The wind on the top floor was a bit big, and the fire of the lighter was just illuminated, and it was blown out.

He had some helplessness to put the unburned smoke into the garbage bin not far away, and then said to Huo Wei, "No matter how young, the fact is, we are married."

After that, he stopped paying attention to Huo's reaction and turned away.

The autumn wind on the top floor is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems like pouring into Huo's heart.

He stood in the same place and only felt empty in his heart.

What happened today is far beyond his expectations, and his words are hard to describe his shock.

A woman who has liked her for so many years has become not only his nominal prostitute, but also his wife.

This relationship is too ridiculous!

He hates himself more and more, why can't he wake up early, and if there is a chance to stop this farce, maybe there will be no current situation.

Now, what should he do with her?

——

Lu Chaoyang, who left from the top floor, did not return to the secretary. She didn't even want to go back later.

Along the road, she walked blankly, not knowing where to go, not knowing where to go.

The autumn wind gently licked her face, and there was a feeling of itchiness, but she couldn’t squeeze a smile on her face.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

But she didn't have any action on the phone, so she kept walking, letting the ringing ring continually ring, hang up, ring, hang up, and so on.

When I reached the crossroads, Lu Chaoyang’s footsteps suddenly rushed forward, and the right side rang a harsh horn.

She immediately retreated back, standing in front of the sidewalk like a sculpture.

At this moment, her mobile phone is still ringing repeatedly. The passers-by standing next to her waiting for the red light can't help but remind, "Beauty, your cell phone is ringing."

Lu Chaoyang did not feel it, his eyes looked at the front and there was no focal length.

Huo Yunqi returned to the office, fell on the back of the chair, closed his eyes to make up for God.

In a quiet environment, he finally has the energy to recall his own move.

His emotions seem to be out of control, the feeling of being out of control, the **** bad.

In front of the eyes, there is a calm appearance of the appearance of Lu Chaoyang, and the three words.

I hate you.

From the time they got married to the present, she really hated him. He always knew and never cared.

But why, after he heard it today, my heart is not so delicious...

When Huo Li pushed the door in, he saw Huo Yunxiao leaning against the back of the chair, very tired.

He couldn't help but lighten, and slowly walked across from Huo Yunxiao. He could hear Huo Yunxiao's voice without waiting for his mouth.

"There is something to say, I am very tired, I have no time to fight with you."

"...Hey brother, the nephew hasn't returned to the office yet. Just after the second master left, he was on the phone while he was on the phone. It seems that he didn't pick up the dice."

Huo Li told him what he had just known.

Huo Yun’s eyes suddenly opened, and he said coldly, “You don’t have to worry about this, just let her.”